Chapter 2809 The Crisis at Mount Vernon

After the caravan left, apart from Sister Custis and the housekeeper Heimdall, there were only a few elderly servants with weak legs and feet left in Mount Vernon who voluntarily stayed behind as housekeepers. It became deserted and desolate.

When the sun was about to set, the Custis sisters sat around in front of the crystal ball, and Rebecca used the "scrying technique" to detect the movement around the manor. Within half an hour, she saw a large group of horses riding in the crystal ball. , Feizhen's "Dragoons" in fiery red military uniforms are galloping towards Mount Vernon. They all have rifles on their backs and sabers on their shoulders.

The two sisters looked at each other, their expressions becoming tense.

When Rebecca saw the battle, she knew that Master Fei had obviously come here after Martha, trying to kidnap the wife of the commander-in-chief of the Continental Army and threaten Vasa to surrender.

Thinking of this, she didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately called Heimdall and her personal maid to come over, and cast a spell to take everyone to teleport a hundred miles away, catch up with the servants who left first, and escort the convoy to Delin Town.

An hour after the Custis sisters had left, Bannister Winthrop and his cavalry captain drove straight into Mount Vernon.

Seeing the quietness in the manor without even a shadow of a ghost, little Winthrop knew it.

In fact, before this trip, he guessed that Mrs. Martha might have used magic to escape from home, and the chance of successfully capturing the wife of the commander-in-chief of the Continental Army was very slim, so he made second-hand preparations in advance.

There were also two war correspondents in the force that raided Mount Vernon.

Bannister Winthrop got off his horse, gestured for his men to surround the gate of the manor, walked to the gate by himself, stood on the stone steps, with a saber in his right hand and a riding whip in his left, posing a Powerful and chic shape.

At the same time, a reporter was half-kneeling not far from Little Winthrop, holding up the "picture mirror" with both hands, clicked and clicked wildly, and filmed the scene of His Excellency conquering the hometown of the rebel commander-in-chief from all angles heroic.

The two military reporters will send these pictures together with the front-line battle report of Port Layton to the agency overnight. Tomorrow morning, this report will be on the front page of the Avalon Morning Post, and one of the pictures will be selected as the news illustration.

"This thing invented by the Far East guy is really easy to use!"

After the photo session was over, Winthrop Jr. relaxed and came over with a horsewhip to chat with friends from the reporter.

"That's right, Your Excellency, it was troublesome for us to provide pictures for the news in the past. The front-line reporter team had to bring a painter. For example, in the situation just now, you have to stand at the gate of the manor for at least a quarter of an hour. A fixed posture, so that the painter can make a sketch, and then it will be engraved and printed in the newspaper in the form of an engraving."

"It's really troublesome!" Bannister said with emotion.

"Not only is it troublesome, but the lines of prints are too blurry, far inferior to the realistic and delicate pictures taken by the 'photo mirror', and cannot perfectly show the heroic figure of your conquest of Mount Vernon, Lord!"

Little Winthrop laughed heartily.

At this moment, there was a sudden yelling from the guards behind him, followed by the sound of pushing and shoving.

Little Winthrop put away his smile, frowned and looked back. Two guards were escorting a gray-haired black old man over.

"General, this nigger is a servant left behind to watch the house!"

While reporting, the guard roughly hit the old black slave with the butt of his gun and pushed him to his boss.

Little Winthrop looked at the angry old black slave coldly, without concealing the contempt in his eyes, suddenly drew his pistol, and put the muzzle of the gun against the old black slave's forehead.

"Damn nigger! Tell the truth, where is your mistress, or I'll shoot you!"

"Then kill me! Sir, kill me!"

The old Negro trembled all over, it was hard to tell whether it was fear or anger.

"Anyway, Ma'am and Miss have gone far away, you bandits... never try to catch them!"

"Nigger! Keep your mouth clean, who do you call a robber?"

The guard rushed up and kicked the old black man to the ground, hitting his forehead on the stone steps, bleeding from the wound.

"Bah! Stupid bastard!"

Little Winthrop spat on the old black man, put away his pistol uninterestedly, turned to another guard and said, "Burn the manor, if there are any living people inside, come out and kill one by one."

"Obey, Your Excellency General!" The guard saluted, turned around and left in a hurry, conveying the orders of his superiors.

Just at this time, a sudden change occurred in the silent manor, and a thick fog emerged out of thin air, as if flowing out of the dusk sky, completely submerged the main building complex of Mount Vernon in a blink of an eye, and quickly spread to the surroundings. After a long time, it spread to the intruders who were about to set fire to kill people.

Witnessing this strange scene, the officers and soldiers of Feizhen, together with the two journalists who claimed to be well-informed, were all panicked in fright, and hurriedly retreated away from the fog.

Bannister Winthrop couldn't help but change his face, realizing that a powerful spell caster was probably secretly protecting the manor.

"Your Excellency, there is something wrong with the situation. To be on the safe side, we'd better withdraw first!"

Little Winthrop's adjutant, Colonel Patrick Ferguson, gripped his myth rifle tightly and warned his superiors.

After hesitating for a moment, Little Winthrop nodded reluctantly, ordered that no plant or tree in Mount Vernon be touched, and did not try to chase Mrs. Vassar's convoy, so he led the team away in a desperate manner.

The "Blood Prince" Bannister Winthrop, who is known for his cruel methods, did not commit any crimes in the autumn of Mount Vernon, which is completely out of his usual style.

The servants who stayed behind at the manor looked at the Feizhen Cavalry Regiment in the distance, and they were also baffled.

At this moment, the thick fog covering the manor quietly dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

After personally experiencing this strange incident, the servants who escaped from death, led by the old black man with a broken forehead, knelt on the ground and prayed in unison, sincerely thanking Goddess Timothy for her protection.

They had reason to believe that the sudden life-saving fog just now was a miracle descended by the goddess herself, and there was a god in the dark to protect the owner's property.

...

At the same time, thousands of miles away from the city of Layton, in the Research Institute of the Agricultural College of the "Green Fields" in the Far East, a young mage was looking at Mount Vernon through a mirror, his deep eyes revealing complex emotions in his heart.

In fact, Joan originally wanted to show his ability to kill Bannister Winthrop remotely, but in the end he used the "Mythical Cloud Mist Technique" to scare off the "Bloody Prince" and his party. In Slop's cavalry, many dark-skinned figures were seen.

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